Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

Tang Xinrou added a reminder.

Jiang Xinyi was indeed thinking about something just now, but listening to Tang Xinrou's words, she felt a bit dissatisfied, saying: "What are you saying! This is Zhou Yuwen's company, as long as it's good for him, why would I do anything to her?"

Tang Xinrou heard this, made a sound of "oh," and said with a smile: "Then I misspoke."

Jiang Xinyi furrowed her brows, not knowing what she was thinking.

After staying at the company for a while, Jiang Xinyi originally wanted to be the woman behind Zhou Yuwen, focusing on helping him run the company well.

But when she actually wanted to step in, she realized that Zhou Yuwen's company didn't really need her. She could only manage the finances, and because there had been so much investment lately, Zhou Yuwen was handling all the finances himself.

In other words, Jiang Xinyi was essentially doing odd jobs at this time.

While Tao Tian, Qu Jing, and Chen Wan all had their own roles.

Especially Qu Jing, who was known as Zhou Yuwen's subordinate, because Zhou Yuwen recently started a short video app, she had already begun training those pretty girls. She's truly managing a cultural company.

Tang Xinrou reported everything one by one to Jiang Xinyi.

But Jiang Xinyi seemed absent-minded.

Tang Xinrou asked: "Sis, are you listening?"

Jiang Xinyi turned her head and asked: "Xinrou, if a guy likes you, would he hold back from touching you?"

"Uh."

Tang Xinrou's face turned slightly red when she heard this, and she said: "I'm not too sure either, after all, I don't have a crush on anyone."

"But I think, when it comes to relationships, it can't just be all talk, right? Sis, did your brother-in-law really not touch you last night?" Jiang Xinyi originally wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with Tang Xinrou, but who knew, Tang Xinrou became gossipy instead.

The main thing was that talking about last night really bothered Jiang Xinyi.

She was upset that Zhou Yuwen didn't touch her.

Tang Xinrou had a gossipy look on her face.

Jiang Xinyi could only vaguely say that she got drunk last night and couldn't remember clearly.

But these words obviously couldn't fool Tang Xinrou.

Tang Xinrou had a faint smile at the corner of her mouth.

"What are you smiling at?" Jiang Xinyi asked with a stern face.

"Am I?"

Jiang Xinyi felt very frustrated, casually threw the files she got from Tao Tian to Tang Xinrou, and told Tang Xinrou to organize them and then give them to her.

"I'm going home now." Jiang Xinyi said as she got up to leave.

"Don't go, sis, there are so many files, how can I finish them all?" Tang Xinrou said bitterly.

Jiang Xinyi just hummed, indicating that it's her problem.

"Work hard, and I'll give you a raise once you're done." Jiang Xinyi playfully winked at her.

However, Tang Xinrou was still quite helpless.

*Sigh.*

Jiang Xinyi wanted to leave early because she really couldn't sit still anymore. After returning home, she looked at herself in the mirror, troubled. Why wouldn't Zhou Yuwen want to touch her?

Was she really that old?

Definitely not.

Was it because she didn't usually dress up?

Thinking about it, that must be the case.

Those eighteen or nineteen-year-old girls either showed their waists or their legs.

And yet she always wore jeans with a shirt, if she were Zhou Yuwen, she wouldn't be interested either.

Maybe she should change herself a bit?

Just having this thought, Jiang Xinyi couldn't control herself anymore. She began to put on makeup and dress up, wanting to show Zhou Yuwen a different side of herself.

Zhou Yuwen had been busy at the auditorium all afternoon, practiced the guitar for a bit, but hadn't sung out any song yet.

Shen Yu had always appreciated Zhou Yuwen's talents, so she'd occasionally pay attention, but she noticed that the rhythm of Zhou Yuwen's piece was very slow, with a hint of sadness.

Shen Yu asked Zhou Yuwen why he didn't sing it out.

Zhou Yuwen smiled and said, if he sang it out now, wouldn't she know everything by the time of the evening party?

Shen Yu laughed at his words, logically he should sing it out, but Zhou Yuwen could exercise a special privilege.

She asked Zhou Yuwen what type of song it was, as it sounded a bit sad.

Zhou Yuwen said it was a folk song.

"A folk song?" Shen Yu was a bit surprised.

"Yes, it's a folk song."

Folk music is a niche genre, but Shen Yu quite liked it, her favorite song was "Take Me to Kokosili to See the Sea."

Shen Yu just particularly liked songs with a slightly artistic vibe.

Zhou Yuwen laughed when he heard that, as the creator of that song was the multi-talented Mr. Bing.

Each generation has its own characteristics.

Starting from the 80s, it was a time of information scarcity, then art started becoming popular, and many people liked to present themselves as a bit of an artsy youth.

Mr. Bing initially took advantage of a good time, with some people supporting him, and he also got caught up in it, adding all sorts of titles to himself. At that time, there was indeed a group of people who thought Mr. Bing was amazing, very impressive, capable of doing many things, and his writing was gentle.

But eventually, the boomerang of the times came back to hit him.

With the perspective of later generations, several of Mr. Bing's books indeed seemed pretentious, as he really selected his readers, writing only for a specific group.

And coincidentally, Shen Yu's age should be perfectly in line with Mr. Bing's audience.

Seeing Zhou Yuwen laugh, Shen Yu asked if Zhou Yuwen knew Mr. Bing.

Zhou Yuwen nodded and said: "I've read a few of his books."

"You've read his books?" Shen Yu was even more surprised, as she thought Zhou Yuwen and Mr. Bing were two completely different types of people, yet Zhou Yuwen had read his books.